I Like Not Only To Be Loved,

People Who Live At A Distance Are Naturally Less Faulty Than Those Immediately Under Our Own Eyes.

And, Of Course Men Know Best About Everything, Except What Women Know Better.

In All Failures, The Beginning Is Certainly The Half Of The Whole.

There Was No Gleam, No Shadow, For The Heavens, Too, Were One Still, Pale Cloud; No Sound Or Motion In Anything But The Dark River That Flowed And Moaned Like An Unresting Sorrow.

One Soweth And Another Reapeth Is A Verity That Applies To Evil As Well As Good.